on ismism - part ii

[... continued]

insight: i specialize in logics and in syntax translation. that's quite compatible with literary analysis :)

note to self: don't wear the blue sometimes-static shirt under the reversible jacket. shocking.

i've been reading woolf - mrs dalloway on the off chance (hope not) that i'll be taking the supplementary exam in introduction to british culture. she has a habit of defamiliarizing religion that keeps making me smile. it's not an easy book to get into, but it does have a certain charm.

once home, i napped for an hour or so and pg woke me up; we took the first movie from the alien box set and watched it on the big screen at her place. AWESOME ^_^

---studying / playing advisor to terrified first years until stupid o'clock in the morning?

discovering that i'm a classical facist (another ism) and a *bit* of a marxist (another ism)? that the nazi's did crazier shit than i thought? that jung said what?! (and may have been right?)

and that frottage (another ism - just kidding) is an art?
[did i miss the discussion on gods? i think we could do better than scientology, for a start]

---yesterday:

missed alarm - hurried but arrived at the specialist about ten minutes late, and so had to wait a long time to be reassigned a time slot. i'm sure my complaint at the reception about the bad signage wasn't passed along to management. discovering that the girl who asked me if i was american is from cape town was surprising, but not as surprising as her recalling my name on her way out when i hadn't told her. our discussion about peta and greenpeace had potential - she's a member of the latter, and i compared peta's attitude to pet ownership (read through euthanasia) with greenpeace's alignment with our political left.

while waiting, we were treated to a show. or two. i'm amazed - i'd almost forgotten that "normal" people were so ****** up. there are some weird folk around during the daylight hours.

so i'm taking tablets for infection, i've got an appointment for physiotherapy and i've been instructed to sleep with my mouth-guard and not chew gum. goody.

that, the pharmacy and the making a physiotherapy appointment all took THREE AND A HALF HOURS. that's a lot. and the people walking past as i waited for the bus were even stranger the ones i'd been gawking at before.

oh, and i was totally sleep deprived. so i came home, crashed, and felt much better after dreaming of spongebob's "friend" day being celebrated on campus and unintentionally making too much noise in the library.

i had dinner at pg's, we walked the dog, and i came home to go over a classmate's (another in potentia master's student) paper... my word, i think i know what being a teacher's assistant is like. that shit took me a long time; the english corrections were easy enough, pointing out logical errors and bitching about a lack of coherence wasn't :/

i've spent the past few hours (not including what must've taken an hour and a half to sort out this post) learning and making notes, and i'm not yet sure if i'm going about this correctly but it's friday now and i've got two days to hand in two papers.

oh, bugger.